Your burning me down in my icy lake of sorrow take me and make a swan See the shadow of my obsession ??? I feel this lost u take away, away In this
Traduction: Lake Of Sorrow. Jusqu'à The Dark.
Traduction: Lake Of Sorrow. Le Baiser.
Traduction: Lake Of Sorrow. My Love.
Traduction: Lake Of Sorrow. Lake Of Sorrow.
Traduction: Lake Of Sorrow. Tout seul.
its just aint right and I need someone who was true from the start I know you feel its not fully grow man, it was to act like a kid I feel a lake
If I could open my arms And span the length of the isle of Manhattan I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the East River and Hudson If I
I was told if you dream of the next world You'll find yourself swimming in a lake of fire As a child, I thought I could live without pain, without sorrow
Shine- lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere I can't shake this charade
I was told if you dream of the next world You'll find yourself swimming in a lake of fire As a child, I thought I could live without pain without sorrow
[Sleeper:] Shine-lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere I can`t shake
told if you dream of the next world You'll find yourself swimming in a lake of fire As a child, I thought I could live without pain without sorrow As
if you dream of the next world You'll find yourself swimming in a lake of fire As a child, I thought I could live without pain without sorrow As a man
back on the farm I can see my father smiling at me, Swingin' on his arm I can hear my grand-dad's stories Of the storms out on Lake Erie Where vessels
she went her way homeward With one star awake As the swans in the evening Move over the lake The people were saying No two e'er were wed But one has a sorrow
went her way homeward With one star awake As the swans in the evening Move over the lake. The people were saying No two e'er were wed But one has a sorrow
A troop of echoes whose sweet duty Was but to sing In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king. But evil things in robes of sorrow